Lizzy sneezed hard enough to need a tissue. Soon she came hunting for a tissue and found that the box was empty. After asking me what to do now, I suggested she go upstairs and get a tissue from the box in our room. She's becoming slightly frightened of going to a different floor by herself so she looked around for another option. Spying Nye's diaper that I had recently changed (and forgotten to put in the wash pail!), she happily chirped, "How 'bout I use Nye's diaper! That's a good idea!"
Oh no honey, that's a terrible, terrible idea. ::gags::